Weekend...weekend, yet another two-days of freedom.Even though weekend holidays donot matter right now-to me:coz I'm freeee and to my brother:coz exam time.After a week even he would be entitled to have the leisure that I(suffer)have.Yet, both of us agree that there's something magical about a Saturday and Sunday.School days are a thing of past, and school discipline, homework and the blessed weekend too seem too faraway.Still, I guess that special something about weekends has grown in all of us...and it is there to stay.
I am missing my friends.Hostel life would always remain special because of those chosen few.How much fun it was, days to throw back our heads and laugh...pulling each other out of the beds...missing the breakfast almost religiously...planning shopping sprees...borrowing makeup;accessories;and clothes...ordering food nearly everyday n fighting over the bits...stealing biscuits n ghar ka ghana(oh the precious lil potlies)...waking up till wee hours n treating ourselves to a must-have midnight snack...dividing work...bunking class...PNPC...affairs...career crisis...talking non-stop against the countless injustices of hostel life...playing stupid games of "good points-bad points"...having little fights n sending sms-apologies(as d doors were closed)...d funny cat-fights(just bcoz Godu n sona wud get bored)...trying in vain to surpirise d Bday girl(a common conspiracy,but much too sweet)...running around for medicines in case one of us was ill...d constant promise to start studies "tomorrow"(alas it never came :P).Gosh, how I miss those days of weird hair colours, equally weird Tees n shoes.We were forever looking forward and wondering how it would be by this time the next year.We parted ways with the promise to meet again...only wish it materialises(fingers crossed).Here's hoping for all of us that fun times may never end; with hugs n laughs n a few good friends.
P.S:love u sonu,ani,godu,mulo,montu,psycho...life wud be a punishment widout u guys!!
3 comments:
I'm so looking forward to weekend. I had a crazy busy week at work and can't wait to relax.
Your second part of the post took me to my hostel days. I can add few things that guys would do: playing corridor cricket all day, throwing bucket of water from top when someone is showering (showers were open from top), playing holi with custard made in hostel mess, ragging the newbies, going to every movie that would be in theater no matter how bad, giving birthday bumps and the list goes on.
PS: I know sonu, ani and you among you n your friends :P
@rickyjee
guys guys!!arey we had dangerous holi sessions in hostel..eggs..n mud...n colours dat wont leave u for the next 15 days..bad hair..bad skin...messy!:P
hmm...
few memories last foreva..
n everytime u reminisce something fresh comes up..like the feeling of a pleasant spring breeze.
For me it was a mix of good n bad. some really depressing moments but bearable for the precious few souls in my life and ofcourse the thrill of looking way forward.
N now i realize, life will always be like tht... its today tht's most beautiful, so underestimating the present is most cruel return we can give bak to God who gifts us with precious moments every passing pal.
K ab subah subah nostalgic posts padhne ke yehi side effects hai: u end up blabbbering.
lemme get bak to reality:p
chal cya, catch up ,later
-sona
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